rich love,
and air we&039;se ne&039;er be parted”
o&039; she, “y grandsire left gowd,
a ailen plenish&039;d fairly;
and e, y faithfu&039; dr d,
thou&039;rt wele to it dearly!”
for gold the rchant ploughs the a,
the farr ploughs the anor;
but glory is the dr&039;s prize,
the drpppp&039;s wealth is honor:
the brave poor dr ne&039;er despise,
nor unt hi as a stranr;
reber he&039;s his untry&039;s stay,
day and hour of danr
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